My nickname is Rashid the Fair; my garrison is Karameyn, just two days' journey from the city.

Come in a day or two and buy me out.

No matter for the wages.

Only try me!' At the khan, a pretty rough one, where we spent the night, he waited on me deftly and enforced respect, making me really wish for such a servant.

On the morrow, after an hour's riding, our ways parted.
'In sh'Allah, I shall see thee before many days,' he murmured.